TATAP

That night, Qi Yan picked up a mature woman in the bar, and she had a good time with her, but she didn’t expect that the other party was the mother of the student in the class.

At the parent meeting, they looked at each other.

“Teacher Qi, what a coincidence.”

“…”

One day, Qi Yan handed over a girl’s mobile phone, and the girl was crying in the office after class.

“Ms. Qi, can you return the phone to me?”

“Call your mother.”